WEAPON

At mercy of the merciless Nanga entertain us Sing us to a slow death A real man of the people Can’t wait for them to perish Tear them from the pulpit Tie ‘em to a crucifix Now sing us one last song Like.......... These masquerades are doing my head in With all this hate will I become them? And if violence’s out the question I’ll ............. I’ll kill them with my song If not at least I tried To change the tune on earth To frequеncies of light My song is like a weapon My hеart is like a weapon My Spirit’s like a weapon We are the heedless evils Us lost and damaged people Walking on a tightrope Between two endless dreams Don’t need another thinker Nor villain not a saviour But maybe a disruptor To trigger demolition And build us with their song If not at least they tried To change the tune on earth To frequencies of light Cause music’s like a weapon The heart is like a weapon And care is like a weapon And love is like a weapon And peace is like a weapon And faith is like a weapon